The dome is full of colors, and the sea of clouds is calm and waveless.

On top of the flying sword, Fang Jingqi was sitting precariously, his mind was not on the battle in the dome, nor on the safety of the Kunlun disciples, but in the distance, on the beautiful woman who loved to wear red dresses.

Luoyang drooped his eyelids, leaning on his senior brother's side as if he had no bones, yawning constantly, his eyes wandering in the air, silently counting those dazzling glows.

There are no more gods, demons, demons and ghosts after Aoqing, just four or nine, and they are all the top of the Tao, these old guys of the alien race are very good at hiding, and fortunately, the predecessors of the human race are also very good at hiding.

Looking at it, Luoyang suddenly said, "Senior brother, do you say that Lao Cao can win?"

Hearing this, Fang Jingqi hurriedly withdrew his gaze focused on the distance, glanced at the top of the dome, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, and said: "Above the top, these guys have different ideas, but most of them can only take Cao Qingfan's move......

"I can also take Lao Cao's trick......"

Someone cheekily told a joke, but Fang Jingqi didn't laugh, rolled his eyes at Luoyang, and said seriously: "Can it be the same?" There are a lot of people in these six realms who can take Cao Qingfan's full move, there are only a few hundred who can take the second move, and there are less than a few palms that can take the third move!"

The junior brother did not laugh at the senior brother, but the senior brother's serious appearance made fun of the junior brother, Luoyang raised his head, and at this time, the streamer on the dome had already dispersed a little, and Cao Qingfan, who was in the midst of the siege, turned his palm, and the new entry of the Eastern Emperor clan was photographed into a piece of flowing flames.

The fine flames moved in the wind, and before they could be pieced together into a golden crow, Cao Qingfan's palm fell again, the wind annihilated thousands of miles of floating clouds, and most of the true fire of the sun was also annihilated, leaving only a few who escaped.

"Thunder in the sky!"

The old dragon of Molin took advantage of the situation, his eyes jumped with an arc, and he traveled in all directions, softly chanting the secret spell of the dragon clan.

The obscure and piercing tone was connected with a dazzling electric light, and the thunder that was enough to split the ground and run to the mountains surrounded Cheng Mingyao's ball of light, and the roar became more and more deafening, and the void was sunken in the moment when the ball of light was silenced, and the surrounding things involuntarily floated towards the deep and lightless sphere, and at the same time it was twisted and devoured, becoming a part of the black ball.

Under the supreme power of the shattered void, Cao Qingfan's incomparably swift movements were also stagnant.

The opportunity must not be lost, the divine light and the shadow move at the same time, the sound of the curse echoes in the air, and the two long swords reveal the shadow, directly taking Cao Qingfan's shoulders, the reason why he did not stab the key point is that he is afraid that he will be killed by Cao Qingfan.

"Not bad, but, is that all?"

With a wave of the sleeves of the robe, the sound of such an inquiry sounded in the ears of every top of the dome, and the cyan Xun wind swept in all directions, and the thunder, divine spells, and shadows disappeared at the same time, and the wind stopped and the clouds stopped, and everything was silent.

What the senior brother said is not bad, it is true that no living creature can take Cao Qingfan's three moves in a row, at least none of these can come to Qingcheng Mountain.

Thinking that Luoyang got up and sat up straight, opened his mouth and yawned, and fell into the clouds in front of everyone, sitting lazily in front of the high platform, planning to send these disciples who came out to see the world back to Kunlun Mountain with his senior brother.

That Yang Tianfeng's name is good, but he is actually a villain who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, and has a bad stomach, what can't such a character do?

It's not easy to be a human being, you always have to be careful, if you are not careful, you may be bitten by a dog.

The rest of the heroes also sat back and forth, Xuan Ce, Lingyu and other figures disappeared in a flash, Luoyang listlessly pinched his sword fingers, and compared the swordsmanship that came to mind in the air.

"Mr. Cao, please call Miss Liu to come over by herself, this empty mirror can only be seen by one person, this is the rule, don't worry, in the Thousand Machine Pavilion, no one can hurt Miss Liu!"

Old man Cao's voice came from the palace, Cao Qingfan nodded to Liu Yan with a slight thought, and the girl in a nine-dragon robe took a step, turned the mountain forest along the path, stepped on the spotless white jade stone steps, and gradually walked into the magnificent and exquisite palace.

Pushing the hut away, Old Man Cao stood in the hall with a chuckle, his side hand was empty, the Empty Ming Realm appeared out of thin air, and the entire mirror was like a sapphire, spotless.

"Please stand in front of the mirror, where you want to see, you can naturally see everything you want to see, but you can only see the past, and you can't see what happens in the future. ”

Old man Cao urged the spell while talking, and the golden characters constructed by the Tao fell into the empty realm, and when the faint light illuminated the entire palace, the old man Cao bowed to Liu Yan, pushed the door and went out of the house, not staying in the house.

What the viewer sees only knows the viewer, this is the rule.

A group of people led by Cao Qingfan crowded the small courtyard before and after, waiting for the light and shadow in the hall to dissipate, although some things can not be seen but can be asked, as long as the price is enough, most people will know everything.

Quiet inside and outside, Liu Xiao slowly clenched her trembling palms, and the first thing she saw was what happened in the old village that day, and whether the master was alive or not.

The bright light emitted by the empty mirror gradually brightened, and it traveled through time and space in a trance.

In the steaming heat, the familiar old man sat on the threshold, facing the direction of Kunlun, and answered a few words with the people who knew the mountain, smiled softly, and passed away suddenly.

"Ran Mountain!"

Liu Xiao slowly clenched his fists, took a deep breath, looked at the Empty Ming Realm, thinking about the origin of Luoyang, the glow on the mirror disappeared leisurely, and Old Man Cao's voice sounded in his ears, "Your Highness, please don't look at the ...... that can't be seen"

"Got it. ”

Liu Yan nodded, looking at the empty realm in a daze, wading in the light and shadow of a thousand years, time is limited, if you are not as prepared as before, what can you see?

Thinking that Liu Yan looked at the Empty Ming Realm again, and looked at Kunlun for thousands of years, his hand was tighter, his face was a little pale, he rested for a long time, and raised his head again, wanting to know the millennium of the academy and the millennium of Great Qin...... Jiujiu Library

The gray-white stone gradually covered the mirror, and Old Man Cao's voice came at the right time, "Your Highness, there is still a stick of incense." ”

Liu Hina nodded, closed her eyes, and felt that she didn't have anything to see, so she tilted her head to look outside the house and asked softly, "What do you want to see, say them one by one." ”

Everyone who was waiting was overjoyed, and the old dragon, disguised as an adult, stepped forward, bowed awkwardly, and asked, "Dare to ask where Mo Lei Ling went after leaving the secret realm of Qi Kingdom." ”

"Wait a minute. Liu Xiao called, looked at the mirror, narrowed his eyes, hesitated and sighed, and said: "I was caught by a demon clan, not Kunlun Mountain, who the demon is can't see clearly." ”

The old dragon nodded, turned around and disappeared into the courtyard, and a middle-aged cultivator stepped forward and saluted, "Dare to ask about the whereabouts of the Stacked Cloud Rhino Spirit Sword." ”

"Baiyun Mountain, sinking under the cliff. ”

......

The gray-white stone swallowed up all the glow, Liu Xiao turned around and walked out of the house, walked in front of Luoyang under the gaze of everyone, and asked in a cold voice: "Why did you save me in the mountains?"

"Killing people may require countless reasons, but saving people doesn't need a reason, you can save it if you want to, it's as simple as that. ”

When the sword finger was slashed in the air, Luoyang raised his head, replied softly, and looked down to recall Fang Cai's sword.

Liu Yan tilted his head to look at Fang Jingqi, his eyes were even colder, and he said loudly: "Kunlun saved my life, and I will return Kunlun's life in the future, and I don't owe each other." ”

Fang Jingqi raised his eyebrows, he didn't know Li Qinyue's plan, but considering Jiang Luo's identity and the empty Ming Realm in the house, he guessed something somewhat, smiled bitterly, covered his wrists and clenched his fists, and said, "Your Highness, don't pass it here, there will be a period later." ”

After that, Luoyang dropped his sword finger and drew a straight line on the ground, cutting off his robe and breaking off his righteousness.

Liu Yan turned around and walked towards Cao Qingfan, and disappeared into the clouds under the watchful eye of everyone, and before long, news came out from Daxia, seven days later, the human emperor sacrificed, and the new emperor Liu Yan sacrificed to the throne!

The sail was far away, and the flying sword passed down accurately beside Fang Jingqi, Luoyang's constantly waving sword fingers paused in the air, slowly lowered his palm, and looked at Fang Jingqi, if there was a guess, "When will the human emperor sacrifice start?"

"...... in Seven Days"

Fang Jingqi sighed lightly, Huangyan Mountain disappeared in a flash, and Yiren's voice once again occupied the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't disperse for a long time.

"Go ahead, here I am. ”

"Good. ”

Fang Jingqi nodded, the sword passed through the sea of clouds, the mountains around were very familiar, the mountains and rivers were retreating, and Huangyan Mountain was getting closer and closer, and it was a little like an arrow.

The mountain road is still the same as in the old days, the branches are dotted with tender green colors, Fang Jingqi is standing where it used to be, this time there is no wine in his hand, and there is no Xian'e on the mountain.

Gong Yuwei was on the top of the mountain, and at a glance she saw Fang Jingqi in the mountains, the palm holding the white snow sword was slowly clenched, staring at Fang Jingqi, and she wanted to go down and take his hand but felt that there was a bottomless ravine in front of her, like the legendary weak water, there was no crossing between gods and demons.

"Hey......"

Fang Jingqi let out a long sigh, and his sven and sad appearance was no different from those sad spring talents with pens.

"If you dare to turn around, don't turn around again!"

Gong Yuwei muttered coldly, Fang Jingqi couldn't hear this, turned around, and disappeared into the mountains after a while, Gong Yuwei slowly clenched her fists, felt her cheeks a little moist, and raised her head stubbornly, but the tears in her eyes just couldn't stop, breathing seemed to be a difficult thing, there was no blood on her chest, but the blade had already pierced into her heart.

Let's look at the same again, one last look......

Thinking like this, Gong Yuwei looked up, and the familiar person had slowly walked along the mountain road at some point, and in his hand were wild flowers that he didn't know from there, all kinds of colors, each one was very beautiful, but it was ugly and dazzling.

"Bastard!"

The moment she saw the flowers, Gong Yuwei burst into tears and laughed, laughed and scolded, and was about to fly out of the window Fang Jingqi had already flown to the window, looking at her nervously.

"Do you like it?"

After being silent for a long time, Fang Jingqi sent the cluster of flowers in his hand forward, smiling gently, Gong Yuwei shook her head, hugged Fang Jingqi hard, and let the flowers scatter under the palace pavilion.

"The flowers are not pretty, I don't like it, I like you. ”

Yiren whispered softly, Fang Jingqi threw away the remaining flowers in his hand, and hugged the beauty tightly, too, people are more delicate than flowers, and the Merry Sword Immortal is close at hand, what kind of flowers are you looking at?

"It's not been easy lately, and a lot has happened, but I'm not going to let go, even if I don't hold the sword anymore, I have to hold your hand!"

"That's what you said, remember it for me!"

"Of course, I will never forget it in my life......"